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Do you ever cry for the days gone by ?
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My trashcan poetry I raise a toast to the ghost's that will not die
do you ever cry for the days gone by ?
I'm standing here alone looking back on it all
what this life has done to me
I can't forgive
I can't erase
an never can I forget
misery I know as a old friend
it's constantly by my side
I spend My nights trying to outrun a life of agony
the whiskey only numbs the mind not the soul
how I ache to be free of the pain
I was never the right one to dare to dream
of finding the solace due
every shooting star is a dream dying hard
in a world where a broken man learns to understand
that he'll never find paradise when he's running
that awkward moment when he realizes all that he ever wanted
was there all the time back in a world left behind
I raise a toast to the ghost's that will not die
do you ever cry for the days gone by ?
~ D Donner ~
If there is any one thing on
If there is any one thing on this site that I could say I relate to more than anything. It would have to be this one poem. I feel as if this was calling out to me.
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If there is any one thing
I won't say I like the thought of all you had to go through to relate
but your comment really hit a chord in Me , Maybe what I scribble has Merit after all ...THANK'S
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Trash can???
you need to take this one out of that badly named folder! this is great! thanks SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Trashcan !
I thank You for Your kind words
The Trashcan title comes from year's of scribbling on napkins ,the inside of beer cartons or anything handy at the time. Then depositing it properly in file 13 the Trashcan. I couldn't stand the thought of someone reading My soul. That and being The Town Bad ass I didn't need anyone knowing I wrote Poetry .But a damn good Friend would follow Me around an collect them. ( She inspired a lot of it ...lol.. I love Her An Hate Her but As Friend's were stuck with each other till the end ) I'd tell Her she was Bias and had to say it was good. That's how after more than 25 years I told Her Fine I'll Prove It an started putting them up on this site ..... Now with Your Help I'm getting 25 years worth of I Told Ya !!!!!!!
As you get older ,I guess the priorities You had when young an dumb. Don't mean Much
I will admit being a poet would of been easier on the Body ..lol
I have thought about it a lot an come to realize if I hadn't lived it I couldn't write it '
I can't do Fake. I have tried all I end up with is a blank page
Once again Thank's for the kind word's It makes Me a better writer
by trying to live up to them
~ D Donner
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
did I tell you that your Trashcan tribute to Kelly
Is a magnificent idea? how on earth did that not escape me! Here's to Kel, and her friend she believed in so well! Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Youre always welcome :)
and... I told you so! ;) HugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."